this is a post. i talk to myself. see what is going on with myself. this is some sort of therapy for me. i want to know whether i am still on track or not.
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somewhere over the moon
The moon was overhung behind the clouds that poured incessantly, creating a relaxing ambience accompanied with a tinge of peace that was worth relishing. I climbed up from my insomnia and grabbed my phone. As the glaring 4.00 a.m. flashed into my retinas, I pulled myself back into bed and hoped for sleep in theseContinue reading “somewhere over the moon”
what is and is to come
what is more, when there is more; what is less, when there is none. when is it too much? when is it too less? what is dark, when it is dark; what is light, when it is bright. when is it too dark? when is it too bright? what is hope, when there is hope;Continue reading “what is and is to come”
Edge
My breath was catching with the wind, erratic and breezy. I climbed up, stone by stone, crevices by crevices, finding firm foot-holds to prevent myself falling to my death. The sun was peeking by the horizon, I looked up and caught its carefully spilled glimmer about the russet skies, contouring the clouds with slight redness.Continue reading “Edge”
Hear the Wind Sing by Haruki Murakami (Book Review)
Another Murakami book from me, but this time I read one of his first novels- more like a novelette. The book started with a prologue of how Murakami started off his career, some of the elements there were covered in his other works. As usual, he has this nonchalant and light way of delivering theContinue reading “Hear the Wind Sing by Haruki Murakami (Book Review)”
do or do not, there is no try.
The sun overhung above me, shining mercilessly on me, scorching the air that I breathed. I was heaving heavily as I reached my 3rd km mark, my body was shouting out for me to quit, to take a rest, and to stop running. Stopping was never an option for me because once I stopped forContinue reading “do or do not, there is no try.”
dancing with the shadows.
Catching my breath as I laid my right foot midair, a graceful stance to signify the genesis of a training session. The room was dimly lit with a light bulb hanging singularly in the middle of the room. A gust of wind kissed my cheeks, I sprung to life with a fond feeling in theContinue reading “dancing with the shadows.”
Ornaments
Skating through the hustle and bustle of New York City, I was deluged in the evening lights just illuminating across the vicinity, making my way back home, wearied after a full week of work. I was not paying any attention to the surroundings except for the fact that I needed my bed badly and myContinue reading “Ornaments”
Tick
Patrolling, a routine for us in the depths of the nights where silence, darkness and the resplendent moon light shone into us as we drove around the suburban areas, some covered in thick forests. Occasionally, we turned on the blue signals at the top of the car for fun and just to scare the shitContinue reading “Tick”
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